I was supposed to be dropping my wife off at the airport, but the car broke down shortly after we left. Luckily a taxi had been passing by and took my wife the rest of the way, and we were only 5 minutes away from my mechanic. So, rather than a four hour stumble to and from the drome, I was home in about an hour, which is why I was n't expected and why my daughter, Kay, and her girlfriend, Trissa, were n't too worried about being quiet.

I 'll admit I was stressed out when my daughter came out of the press when she was 19, but it relieved me of the stress of having to trade with any more boyfriends. She had one guy, for about 9 months, but they were so embarrassing together, and when they ended, we were all releived. A few months later, she came out. When she started bringing around girl, we were cool, and ass !, my daughter has good appreciation in women. Her current love, Trissa, and her have been dating for a yr and a half, and Trissa 's a fox. She 's the skewer range of a function of 90s erotica superstar Felicia.She is a bubbly, friendly girl, flirty young lady, who gets on great with everyone, man or fair sex.

Anyway, I walked into the house and it seemed pattern, so I walked upstairs to my bedchamber. Than I heard it - quiet moaning coming from my daughter 's open room access. Do n't ask me why, but I could n't help oneself but peek in as I walked by. And it was Worth it, there was Trissa straddling her lovers face. It helps if I do n't recollect about it being my daughter. Trissa 's book binding was arched, showing off her shattering figure, tiny pear-shaped titmouse, plane belly. She was pulling hard on her pert piffling nipples. Just like Felicia, she has small breasts accentled by triangular tan lines. Those sweet little tits, and shake hard organic structure made my cock stir, but then the actualization that it was my daughter under her ( yes she 's a woman now, but still my slight missy. ) Well that stopped the blood stream. I rushed past to my bedroom, and quietly closed the door behind me. Really, I should have buggered off, but I just wanted to hide out and try and get Trissa out of my mind.

The girls were going for it, and the closed in room access muffled the most of it. But then Trissa came, and the neighbourhood was going to hear. The screaming and the 'Oh shag '', and `` Oh graven image, '' were enough to give me wood. As good as any porno, and all I could do was conceive of thrusting my cock in and out of Trissa/Felicia. I imagined myself in my daughter 's view, with Trissa riding my boldness, and then sliding down to ride my cock. I 'd enjoy to stare into that ass, watching my jibe sump deep in her kitty. I 'd watch her pussy reach as she slides up and down on my stopcock, my hands on that perfect ass. My cosk was fully sloshed with this sentiment. But then, something else popped in my head, and my cock started to buffer. Sure, my girl is beautiful, looking just like her mom, but it 's tough to keep hard when you picture that little girl you held in your limb for the first-class honours degree meter 23 years before. It did n't seem right. So, I put Trissa out of my head, pulled out some work, and sat down on my bed.

After that last massive orgasm that one of the girls had, it was quiet for a piece. I head the pipes groan as someone turned on the shower. So, I was on my bed, absent-mindedly massaging the remnants of my errection, which still buldged in my pants. Then, the threshold opened and in Trissa walked. She was topless, just wearing some closely short shortstop, and carrying a dildo in her handwriting - one of our dildos. She crouched down down beside the bed, and pull a box from out from under it when she realized I was there. She froze, but did n't try to breed up.

'' So, you found our toy box ? '' I replied trying to urinate light of the site.

'' This is ill at ease, '' she said with a sweet smile.

Then her optic turned to the bulge in my pants, and she stared at it for what seemed like an eternity. Then, she hastily got up, and anounced. `` I 'm gon na go now. '' She pushed the box under the bed and rushed out. If she were n't so tanned, I think she would experience been blushing.

'' Yup, that was awkward, '' was all I could guess. Then, I slid off the bed, looked in the box, and was even more surprised when I saw which dildo they habe been using. `` Oh, screwing, '' I chuckled, `` Really blinking awkward. ``

I thought that was the end of it. Later, when I bumped into them both downstairs.

'' Daddy, I 'm so dingy, '' Kay blurted out.

'' It 's OK, Sweetie-pie, '' I replied using my pet name for her.

She was having a hard time making eye link. `` Were n't you going to the airport ? How farseeing were you home for ? ``

Ah, that was it. Here I could either assure the verity and hinder them both, or I could just lie.

'' I 'd just got home from the Joe 's ( the machinist ), something 's amiss with the car, '' she was n't looking at me, but Trissa was. `` You must have been in the shower when I came in. ``

My daughter sighed in relief, but Trissa caught me with those jolly Robert Brown centre of hers, and she smiled a knowing smiling.

'' I 'd rather you did n't bust our toy box in the hereafter, '' I added.

'' Sorry, Dad ... '' She was looking for an self-justification.

'' You know, we really do n't need to utter about this. You are both grown womanhood, and ... '' I paused, `` ya, we do n't call for to consist on this. '' With that, I grabbed my cycle helmet. `` I have to go get the car. See you for dinner ? ``

'' I wo n't be here, '' announced Kay, `` but Trissa will be. Spaghetti OK ? ``

Trissa looked floor, but still smiling. `` Perfect, '' and as I walked out, they began bickering. I 'm guessing that she was not to comfortable with having dinner party, alone with me tonight at least. I was right.

Dinner was uncomfortably lull and Trissa could n't wield it.

'' You heard the totally thing, did n't you ? ``

'' The neighbourhood heard you. ``

'' Oh shit, was I that loud ? ``

I could feel my peter twitching. `` Uhm, ya. Sounded like you girls had fun. ``

'' I could n't help it. The way Kay was stuffing that dildo in and out of my pussy, and working my clitoris. ``

'' I do n't postulate the details, ''

'' But that dildo is amazing. Where did you get it. Since we ca n't use it anymore, I want one. ``

'' You do n't desire to know. ``

'' No, I do. ``

'' I ca n't tell you, '' I concluded.

'' Why ? ``

'' I really ca n't. '' I was blushing and she noticed. She 's a chic daughter, and knew what to do. She pushed me back iin mychair and sat on my lap.

'' Why not ? What is it you are n't relling me ? '' I stayed silent. Then she did something unexpected - she rubbed my cock through my pants. `` Ooh, you 're a big boy. You like me sitting on your lap, do n't you ? '' She wiggled around, and straddled me.

'' It 's one of those things I just do n't want my girl to cognize, '' I admitted.

'' Oh, I wo n't tell her. '' She ground her pelvis into my growing cock, and she let out a bit of a sigh. `` Hmmm, I 'd wish to feel this inside me. ``

'' I 'm house, '' called Kay as she walked in the mansion, startling us both.

'' You already have, '' I said as I stood up, her sliding off my lap.

'' What ? ``

'' It 's a clone-a-willy. Do n't order Kay ! '' and grabbed some beauty, leaving her there as I walked away.

Yes, the dildo they used earlier, was a latex ringer of my cock. It had been a joke gift for my married woman from a champion of ours, so she could take me on business head trip. She had n't taken it this time because she was on her way to the KSR. It 's Nice to know that Trissa enjoyed my cock so lots, but a minuscule disturbing that she may have used it on my Kay.

Later, I walked into the kitchen with the young woman dressed to go out on the town. Kay looked just like her mom did when we got married. Actually, the blind drunk denim microskirt she was wearing once belonged to her mom. So many men, and women look at my daughter with lecherousness. At to the lowest degree my genes were good for something. Trissa, was fucking smoking. She stood there with her hair in a long braid, a White River sport bra, and painted on tights - Felicia dressed as Sporty spicery - a total wet-dream for an old man like me. She was distant, like my tidings of the clone-a-willy was messing her up. Fortunately, there was n't much metre for more awkward conversation, because the taxi arrived and they went out dancing.

With them on my mind, I had lube ready, my cock sticking out in front man of me, ready to releave respective long 60 minutes of sexual tension. And then the fucking phone rang. It was my wife, and my hopes of some telephone set of skype sex ended when she needed me to find papers for her. After 3 hours of sifting through files and scanning/sending documents, I was worn out. My sexual frustration, was frustrated more, but I was now tired, and went to slumber.

My dream were filled with my wife and Felicia ( or was it Trissa ? ). It dreamt of the time that we made the dildo. We had to use a cock tintinnabulation to keep the blood in my cock long enough for the shape to season, but the problem was the tool ring was n't let my tool soften, so it was hard farsighted than expected. When I finally pulled out, my married woman hopped on my cock and rode me until she orgasmed. She tightens up when she cums, shiver and stops, usually needing sentence to recover. But again, the cock ring was refusing to let my cock soften, so I stayed hard in her twat, so she rode on. I know it was a pipe dream, because then she rolled off me tire, and Felicia/Trissa took her over.

She stroked me hammer 's broad length, lubing it with coconut oil, and then licking up and down the ray of light. Finally taking me in her rima oris. I grabbed her hair and guided up and down on my shaft. If felt so full, and so real. Suck a beautiful fount, and my cock sliding in and out of it. But then, even in a pipe dream, my mind betrayed me, and I thought of my daughter ... I woke up.

Then I realized that my cock was being stroked, and was still laborious. I opened my eyes expecting my wife to be surprising me with a'I 'm back '' blowjob, but I got even a crowing surpise, I opened my eyes just in time to catch the head of my putz popping out of Trissa 's mouth. She shifted, and mounted my errection. She slowly slid down on my peter. I let out a moan of pleasance when it 'locked in'.

I looked up at her, in the pale moonlight. She noticed I was awake, and the drunkenly shushed me, and started rocking up and down. Her kitty felt amazing sliding on my rooster - she was so wet. She rode my putz slowly. I was amazed, looking at her heavily consistence, and tracing a line from her belly button up to her to her firm a-cups. For the number 1 time I noticed the radiancy of metallic element pearcings. I understood the constant errect nipples she ported.

I was living my collegehood dream of fucking Felicia. I new I should stop, being that this was my daughter partner, but there was no stopping this, not with how sexually frustrated I 'd been all day. I loved watching her bouncing up and down on my cock. I was already near cumming, and I wanred her. Unexpectedly, she hopped off my rooster, spun around and sat on my face. I groaned in frustration and high spirits.

Her pussy was intoxicating. Fuck she smelled good, and had the odorous tasting snatch I 'd had in old age, she was like Dr Pepper. nooky, I drank her in, sliding my tongue over her button and into her pussycat best I could. I reached around grabing onto her business firm ass, pulling her harder into my typeface. Her reaction was to dig even harder into my font, using my mentum to stimulate her clit, while I tongue fucked her. All the while, she slowly stroked my cock, keeping me hard, but not letting me cum.

Then she must have been nearing cumming herself, because suddenly everything changed. She began riding my face hard, almost smothering me. And my tool, I do n't know what she was doing, but the sensation was phenominal. I 'd never had a handjob like that. I was focusing on tonging her pussycat, and then she came. Hard and loud again.

It pushed me even closer to cumming myself. Then she rolled of me. My middle widened, because the whizz on my cock did n't end. Instead, I saw the ikon of my wife, more than 20 yeas ago riding my cock. But it was Kay, my baby. The thought was there, but my cock did n't weaken. She looked at me, saying zilch, but continuing to razz me. Her heart did n't betray being sot. My girl was sober, and fucking me hard.

What to do ? Instead of pushing her off, I grabbed her hips and pulled her down harder. The taboo was broken, and we both gave into it. We fucked harder, and with abandon. I thrust my cock up deep into her pussycat as she pounded down on me. Trissa moved behind Kay, reached around and pulled on her nipples, which triggered something, because Kay came. She let out an intence maon, and, like her mom, she bucked and clenched down tight on me, but instead of stopping, Kay kept riding. She rode faster, bucking arduous, and then I started cumming. I groaned, and unleashed a massive consignment into my daughter 's pussy. She must have felt my cock swell, because suddenly she was cumming again. This meter, she collapsed, exhausted, on top of me.

'' Oh, piece of ass, you 're leaking out of her, '' Trissa slurred in surprisal, and then dove down between our legs, and licked the cum off my balls and out of Kay 's dripping pussy. She was slurping. `` Oh, I miss the taste of come, '' she anounced and she came up and snowballed my daughter in front of me. Kay was n't as thrilled with the perceptiveness.

The girls cuddled up on either side of meat of me, silently.

Then, Kay apologized.

'' Do n't be ... '' I started.

She cut me off, `` I could n't stand feeling it for myself after Trissa told me it was your cock. tabu be damned, that didlo felt better than any cock I 'd had before. I 'm supposed to be gay, but I could n't get the thought out of my mind. Then, after my shower, I walked in here to see you fucking Trissa. At offset I was a bit furious, but my pussy was so wet. When she invited me over ( I must have missed that part being smothered by Trissa 's pussy ) I just did it, not thinking. ``

'' Then he came a Imperial gallon in you ! '' interupted Trissa, partly coherant. `` You 're gon na have to get a oral contraceptive pill. ``

'' He had a vasectomy. He wo n't criticise me up. That may have been piece of the rationality I did n't mind. Knocking up household is what 's bad, right ? ``

'' Oh wow ! I want a load like that in my pussy, too.No Kyd ? ``

'' Uhm, I do n't remember I 'll ever consume that much cum in me. You guys had me completely frustrated, and now I 'm completely drained. That was a lading that needed a release. ``

We laughed, and fell quiet, falling asleep. Trissa, was quietly snoring.

'' I love you, popping, '' Kay said to me. She 's never called me 'Pops'before.

'' I love you too, Kay, '' I replied.

It was a modification in our relationship. Not just because we fucked, but she never called me 'Daddy'again, and I stopped using her childhood pet name, too. We were now on adult terms, having shared an intense sexual experience, and looked at eachother differently. Thoughts of my daughter no longer acted as a cock-clock. I did n't hunger after her, but I noticed all her smasher and gender.

The succeeding morning, Trissa was in the kitchen making breakfast, and Kay was out for a run. When I walked in, Trissa turned off the stove, dropped to her knees and pulled my boxers down. She gobbled my turncock up.

'' Is this going to be a normal affair ? ``

'' No, I just want that onus you promiced me last nighttime. No man has ever come inside me, and I want the experience. ``

So that was that. As soon as I was hard, she bend over the replication, the stark height for me to slip into her pussy. I dipped down to charter a lick, and she was soaked.

'' No indigence, I want that pecker and your cum ... no foreplay. fucking, I turn gay and I finally find a guy wanting to eat me out, but he 's wed, and my lady friend 's father ... ass me alread ... ''

Her words stopped as I thrust into her. She wanted it, so I gave it to her hard. I fucked her doggy, pushing her hard down on the counterpunch.

'' screwing ya, give it to me ! ``

I loved watching her from above. My tool sliding into her pussy, between those perfect cheeks. I wanted to fuck her ass, but was in promised land being in her slit. I thrust hard into her, one deal pulling her hair, the former pulling her hip joint. I was experiencing only what Felicia 's boyfriends had ever experienced ... a hardcore seance with adult-video 's most desired lesbian. OK, not Felicia, but even better ...

'' I go out, and you 've converted my girl-firned to a peter craving hetro ? '' Kay came in. Trissa stood up, like being caught ...

'' Just once Thomas More. I want a load of cum ... then I 'm all yours. ``

She spun around, hoped up on the counter and opened her legs for me.

'' Sorry, maybe we shuld stop, '' I said awkwardly.

'' No, you finish what you started, '' Kay grumbled. `` If she 's going straight, she better know what she 's getting into. ``

This was some fucked up, but my stopcock was still totally solid state. I drove it right back in. I wanted to cum, and she wanted my cum.

I was driving my cock in and out of her pussy. I could finger it dripping around my cock.

I looked over at my daughter, and she was in a chair, leg up, and 4 digit deep in her pussy, watching me lbf. her girl 's pussy. It was fucked up, but fucking hot. And cum was beginning to make up.

I looked at my genus Felicia clone, and she grabbed me and kissed me hard, our lingua dancing while I fucked her hot snatch hard.

Then, my cock swelled, and I started to cum. She felt it, and she started cumming too. I kept thrusting as much as I could, in total extacy.

We held eachother, for a few second, savouring the moment. Then I pulled out, and cum came sliding out and dripped onto the floor.

She looked at Kay, inviting her to come clean her up, but Kay declined.

'' Nope, I had my fill of my dad 's cum. That ship has sailed. '' She hugged me, `` I still love you. '' and she walked away.

Trissa dipped her finger in herown ussy and sooped out a fingerful of cum, and sucked it into her backtalk. `` Mmmmmm. '' And she waled away leaving me to wipe the floor.

And that was it. No more sex. Trissa still flirted. KAy 's and my relationship was changed, but skilful, and not sexual.

Still having the clon-a-willy modeling, I made a dildo for the two of them as a joke the aurora of their 2nd aniversary. My married woman does n't know about our encounter, so I did n't differentiate my wife about the dildo. It was quietly given after she went to work. Later that evening, with all of us at a fancy restaurant, the little girl told us of their engagement. I was a bit stymie, until Kay and her mother went to the toilet leaving Trissa andI alone at the table.

'' Thanks for the toy, '' she whispered. `` Both of us have already experienced it 's magical virtues. Maybe you and I can try the really matter again some day ? ``

She stroked my cock under the table. I just smiled, and the waiter interupted before I could answer. He lingered, so we kept our conversation clean and jerk until the two returned.

That did you talk about while we were gone ? '' my wife inquired when she came back to the table.

'' Oh, the future, '' I replied. `` I think we will be a close family. ''